You may say, if I live in Khalifa City sushi that has been riding around in a metal case on the back of a motorcycle doesn’t sound too appetizing …. you are right, it doesn’t — but here’s the secret: They have a kitchen in Khalifa City that prepares everything fresh for your delivery. Now we are talking…. Right?
I should’ve been born in the steamy streets of Havana’s Barrio Chino eating a spicy egg roll and washing it down with a cold minty mojito. I think I would’ve felt right at home dancing the conga or the mambo under the Asian lanterns that light the neighborhood of Havana’s uniquely flavor-fused, sui generis community — known as Barrio Chino de la Habana or Havana’s Chinatown.
For me, eating at a Japanese restaurant is like devouring an art canvas. I approach it with hesitation because who really wants to muck up something so beautiful? I feel like saying, ‘Let’s just shellac this and make it a centerpiece and then go eat something less attractive.’
Let me wrap it up for you in a nutshell. It’s buy one and get one. And if there isn’t an Entertainer coupon — I am not doing it. It ain’t happening because I am saving for my child’s college education beach house in Santa Barbara, California.
“I feel the media always twist stories about Arab countries,” he said. “There was once a headline about something like a man getting 15 years in jail for stealing a teddy bear. We’re showing the world it’s not like that at all.”
VOSS water makes me feel like a metallic mermaid or one of those ladies carrying a ruffled parasol. It makes me feel fancy just by drinking it. A little upper-crust, a little high-brow; which is very hard to do because I live in the land of oil, wealth, and excess.
How I secretly am drawn to the chaos of miscommunication. That I have almost grown to appreciate the smell of oud. That I could now compete on a game show and correctly guess a sentence understanding only two words
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